My father has two knives, one is a rolling mountain dragon and the other is a sitting tiger, which is extremely arrogant.
But he never let me look at it. I became curious and couldn't control the voice in my heart, so I secretly took a handful. I never thought that evil spirits would be involved.
A Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, Yin Yang Inn, Dome Heavenly Palace...
I plunged into this sinister pit, holding a pair of knives, and carried the coffin all the way forward.
The road ahead is uncertain. I have no way of knowing whether I will break through the shackles of fate first and unlock the secret order of the Underworld, or whether I will be trapped in it and never survive death.
